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Our mouths collided, deepening what already felt like intensely deep emotion. All joking aside, the enormity of being together had my body vibrating.
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, and he slid his hands down my sides and up the back of my thighs, spreading me until he fit snugly between my legs. He kissed me for long moments until I finally moved my hips, urging him on. He reached for his jeans and pulled out a condom from his wallet.
Leave it to Max to come prepared. Though, technically, I was reaping the benefits, because I hadn’t thought of bringing protection up here.
The tip of him entered me, and I bit my lip.
His brow furrowed. “You okay?”
I nodded and hugged him closer until he entered me fully.
Max set a slow pace, lighting up every delicate nerve ending in me. Somehow, he managed to keep hitting sensitive parts while kissing me and holding me like I was precious.
The sensation in my chest of feeling loved and protected, the sensation he ignited in my body—I lost it. It didn’t take long before I cried out, shaking as an orgasm tore through me.
My breathing slowed, and Max shifted slightly, his movements fluid and setting off a whole new arousing sensation. Not enough to reach climax, but enough to have me thinking I might. Especially with the slow pace he was keeping.
Muscles tense, a light perspiration covering his forehead, the dam finally broke. He tensed, and a low moan vibrated against my neck where his face was pressed.
He kissed me while easing in and out, and his chest thumped like crazy against my own.
After a moment, he sank beside me and tucked me against his side. “I’m putting a lock on the rooftop. No one else is welcome.”
I smiled against his chest. “Jack might object.”
“Just wait and see. Coded deadbolts are going on tomorrow. It’s our love nest, and no one else is allowed.” He slid his fingers up and down my arm in a lazy caress. For a moment, I thought he might have fallen asleep, and then he said, “What do you have planned tomorrow?”
I lifted my head and looked at him. “The ball?”
His expression fell. “Shit.”
“You forgot?”
He rubbed his slightly stubbled jaw. It had to be close to midnight, and he’d started to grow a beard. “I was distracted.” His grin was ridiculously endearing. “Might have had a momentary lapse in memory due to passionate sex.”
I laughed. “I’m going to remember that the next time I want you to forget something.”
He perked up. “Promise?”
I smacked him in the chest, and he rolled over and started kissing me all over my face. “Starting tonight, I’m coming up with a list of things you’ll want me to forget,” he said as I belly-laughed beneath him.
ChapterTwenty-Nine
Sophia
I wasnervous.Nauseated, shaky hands, heart-racing nervous.
I stared at myself in the mirror. The dress Jack helped me pick out was classy, in deep emerald silk satin, the length nearly touching the floor. The fit was column, with the waist in the same material cutting in like a wide belt. Pleats in the bodice made my bust look more proportional, and it featured a collar neckline, so there was no cleavage nor leg anywhere. But the gown didn’t need to show those things, because it was sexy in its simplicity and cut.
The quality was excellent and more luxurious than anything I’d ever owned. It shouldn’t cause a negative stir among San Francisco’s finest. And yet I felt like a girl from the Sunset District mingling with people she had no business being around.
It didn’t help that Max had called this afternoon and asked if Jack could take me tonight. He’d seemed nervous, and I could tell he was conflicted.
“Something came up,” he said. “My parents managed to get a meeting with someone from the city who could help get Cityscape back on track, but I won’t be able to escort you to the ball.”
Attending the ball without Max ratcheted up my nerves, but I understood how important this project was not only to him but also to the city. “Of course you should go,” I said. “Don’t worry about me.”
Apparently, Jack attended all the balls with Max and his family, as though he were one of the upper class. And if Jack could do it, I could too.
